Why is it that you play with some people all through your childhood and then you drift apart from them as you grow up. I just don't understand. Why is it that you can pretend you were princess and prince with someone and try to save each other when you were about 6, or blew bubbles at the playground when you were about 8, and play video games or soccer together when you were about 10, but not utter a word to each other when you're in your teens? It's just very sad, you know. I've always wanted a brother, and thought I had one.. until I slowly grew up and saw change.
This is one big thing i realised during the CNY party at my house on the first day of chinese new year.
Happy year of the pig to everyone btw! :D
I know it's abit later.. but ahwell, better late than never!
This year's CNY didn't feel like CNY at all! Didn't even play with sparklers. Zzz. Don't wanna elaborate, it'd be boring.
Ohohoh! Epic Movie should be rated NC 14(?!). Like really, it's not suitable for kids at all. Their jokes are all so.. matured and wrong? But i must say, it was a good movie! Really funny, but had a shitty and short storyline. I bet the guys were drooling away when Mystique did her thing, especially cause we're sitting in the front row. But ohmygoodness, they looked so fake. Her boobs i mean. Ahh whatever. You guys should go catch it anyway, great movie. But don't bring your little ones! They'd start asking you what a 'white bitch' is.
Aww, but i still wanna see Ghost Rider! Those who have seen it said it was goddamned good. Argh, i wanna i wanna i wanna.
Whatever.
I came home damned early today cause my class was released half an hour earlier than the others and I had nothing better to do. When i went to 'dabao' mac for lunch, being the narcissist i am, i stared in the mirror beside me. And oh my did i get a shock.
You know what?
I'm starting to feel like I look like a freckin' guy!
I even act like a guy! Just ask my female classmates. I'm basically unbelievable. So what should i do to salvage the situation?!
1. Go for plastic surgery.
2. Go for some more plastic surgery.
3. Just live and breathe plastic surgery.
4. Earn enough money to afford plastic surgery.
5. Threaten a pea-brained plastic surgeon to perform plastic surgery on me.
6. Be a plastic surgeon and operate on my own skin and flesh.
Nip/Tuck! Hahaha, ewwww.
Forget the thought, i'd just goto school in a paper bag over my head.
Ohwell, before i decide to stop.. a sacred picture of..
FEET! :D
Hahaha, i exchanged footwear with mummy.
Like my shoes? The butterfly one i mean!
I wanted to throw them away halfway cause it was total mess! Everything was dripping in the wrong direction. The paint was all over the place. It looked HORRIBLE. But then i guess the black and silver marker did the trick for the wings of the butterfly! Doesn't look that awful afterall ain't it? :D
Ohwell gtg.
Mummy's home cause she's only starting work tmr. She changed job again. Back to one of the older companies she worked for.
And my hands are hurting from the strings of the guitar! It's be a LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG time since i played my guitar. I was too lazy to heave the nylon-stringed one from the back of my sofa so i stupidly spent an hour playing on the steel-stringed one. And now my fingertips smell of metal. Disgusting! I think i need to change the strings already. But i dunno how to, haha! Help, anyone? :D
BYEBYE! <3.
